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Hey all. This is my dog, Riley. I can't believe he's famous now! I can assure you this not photoshopped nor is he high (maybe). My mom's just awesome at capturing awesome (awkward) moments (in my life and Riley's).

i was watching the corner last week on on demand one of the main characters made an observation about crabs. That they pull each other back down when they try to escape. Then yesterday on big love Bill Paxton made an analogy about how crabs pull each other back down when they try to escape. Today for lunch i had crab cakes.

The little girl then swiftly cut open her pet dog with a kitchen knife, muzzled the squeals with her sweater, removed the entrails, and slipped on the dog's flesh as quickly as possible. "I will now have TWO birthdays..."

[edit] continuing the story:

The little girl then devoured the cake in a cannibalistic manner as she shoveled the delicious pastries into her foaming mouth. Her eyes, glazed like a shimmering marbles, vanish as she turned her head whilst the hallow head of the dog stayed stationary. Like a loose banana in its peel, she turned her fragile body 180 degrees as the flesh of the dog fumbled awkwardly as if it were a can of tomato soup experiencing rapid botulism. She proceeded to walk away from the dinner table, striding with glutenous satisfaction and triumph. Mom and Dad paused and observed the strange scenario - oblivious to the fact that their precious little angel had just mimicked one of Ed Gein's horrific crimes. Mom, as her jaw dropped in silence and eyes as wide as a lemur in the night, realized exactly what was going on. She screamed hysterically, flailing her arms around like a ceremonial possession dance, and yelled at the top of her lungs: "WHO TAUGHT BAXTER HOW TO MOONWALK?!"

My wife grew up on a shooting estate; her father was a gamekeeper. He always had a dozen or so hunting dogs, but they were not pets...they were well-trained work dogs, who lived and slept outside and were not to be petted or coddled in any way. They were for flushing pheasants and partridge, and nothing else.

I needed to co-opt the kids into an elaborate scheme not only to adopt a dog, but to get him bed and sofa rights. It took a year, but she crumbled. I only had to build a new hen house and install fox-proof fencing as part of the deal. Gus the Wonder Dog now has comfortable blankets, sleeping arrangements at the foot of my son's bed and a gaggle of chickens to watch over during the day (he has a very paternal attitude towards them). All I had to surrender was a weekend's labour, several hundred pounds and a sliver of my dignity. The important thing is that we have a dog. Neither the dog nor I have much use for dignity, anyway; both of us will roll around in mud if it looks fun or will entertain others.

How do you get a dog to understand that you want him to protect those chickens? I've always kind of understood that they did it with family members, kind of weird/neat that it is with some outside object...

Do it man. If you have the time, patience, and resources for a dog, do it. Dogs bring out the best in good people, and make the bad recognizable. You'll always have something to do, and always a good excuse to get out of the house for awhile. Walking the dog is a great solo or couple activity. If you have friends with dogs, yay! If you don't, shit man you have a dog, he/she will make friends for you. Hotbox a room with a dog, instant bud buddy--some love to lounge around and be scratched, and others will go crazy to go running outside. Either is better than just watching cartoons while stoned (and hell, lazy dog will gladly lay on your lap while you watch). Don't blow smoke in their face, that can irritate them. Don't get mad at them for killing something (unless it's a child). When they poop in the house or pee on the carpet, put yourself in their shoes and realize you'd probably do the same if you were just living in some dude's house and he made you go outside. Learn to think like your dog, learn what motivates it, and you'll be able to train it to be more responsible than yourself. I like dogs.

a friend was teaching his dog since he was a baby... few years later you couldn't go to his house without his dog literally sniffing the tip of joint and inhaling the smoke... he was so used to pot smoke it was unbelievable... if he had thumbs I'm sure he'd roll them all day long...

ok. I am a dog owner and professional dog photographer. I normally call bullshit when anyone claims a dog has any human characteristics, but THIS FREAKIN DOG IS HUMAN!!!!!!!!!! what a smile! He can see right into my soul!!!!!